The Venerable Hanlin is the old demon monk Samoro who has lived here for many years, because the place where he lives is the damp and humble wild forest, and there is such a cold spring in the forest, and there are a group of toad monks and frog novices as disciples, so he is called the Venerable Hanlin.

However, now that the Venerable Hanlin was burned with real fire by an uninvited guest, I don't know how to say the word "cold", and the Venerable has also turned into a handful of ashes, and not even a relic has been left behind.

Under the rule of Lady Diyi, the Venerable of the Cold Forest, Samoro, is also a great demon.

As a great demon who also cultivates Buddhism, loves human blood, and does not follow the usual path, Samaro is probably an outlier among the four demons in Huaili County. However, because of its peculiarity, Samaro is not as afraid of the spells of alchemists and witches as other demons, and it is precisely because of its peculiarity that it is powerful.

However, such a powerful big demon was wiped out tonight, and the cold forest was wiped out.

A big demon with good cultivation and a peculiar origin, wherever he is placed, he is a scourge in the world and a character in the netherworld, but the one-horned old man sitting at the bottom just smiled indifferently.

The one-horned old man who was called Jiang Gong by Mrs. Diyi, in his own family, was an old lady who said the same. Although facing a god like Mrs. Diyi, Taigong Jiang can assume a subordinate position, because he really does not have a god like Mrs. Diyi who is in charge of a netherworld, but listening to the displeasure in Mrs. Diyi's words, he still felt a little annoyed.

"Madame is right, this is the old man's negligence. ”

Retracting his gaze from Mrs. Diyi's delicate and lovely bare feet like a white lotus flower without a trace, Jiang Taigong replied.

The old man who sat up had a demeanor that could be said to be extremely outstanding in Luoyang, but the dark cyan horn on his head that resembled a cow's horn and had a little bit of freshly fluffy antlers was really ruinous.

Jiang Taigong is from Panxi, is the patriarch of the Qiangxi Jiang clan of this generation, and is also the biological father of Jiang Youhuan, the Jiaonu who was beheaded by Wei Ye.

He was wearing a white silk robe, only the blue silk ribbon around his waist was woven with blue shark brocade, because although he was a dragon, he had no gods, so in front of Mrs. Diyi, he had to make this white dress. However, there was a plain shawl wrapped around his arm, and there seemed to be layers of water waves flowing on the silk, although there was no wind, it was floating behind Jiang Taigong, and there seemed to be a faint shadow flowing in the water waves of the shawl.

Looking at the bronze mirror with a pale blue luster placed on the mirror platform, Jiang Taigong said seriously: "Since this young man can destroy my family's courtyard, there are naturally some abilities that we have to watch out for. Just looking at the fire intent on his sword, if it weren't for an expert like the old man who drove away clouds and water, ordinary means would naturally not be able to deal with him. ”

This is extraordinarily modest, but also extraordinarily natural, revealing the pride, glory and pride of an ancient family.

The pride of the Qiangxi Jiang clan comes from their ancestors who turned into dragons more than a thousand years ago, although it is purely in response to the Fu Rui of the 800-year-old Zhou Dynasty after Jiang Taigong met Queen Wen, but it is also enough for the Qiangxi Jiang clan to be proud. Even if the ancestor who turned into a dragon into the sea relied on the golden carp rune that the goddess of the East China Sea dedicated to Jiang Taigong because of the success of the people, the Jiang clan of the Qianxi River is also a descendant of the dragon vein, even if it is the most inferior variegated dragon, he still has the confidence to be treated as a guest by a god like Mrs. Diyi.

Therefore, each generation of patriarchs of the Jiang clan likes to be called Jiang Taigong by others, as if they are as great as the legendary soldier saint Jiang Taigong, which makes the hundred gods retreat.

However, Mrs. Diyi listened to Jiang Taigong's words, and still didn't have any big touches, just nodded reservedly and said, "Jiang Gong, you are right. ”

Between the words, he was very polite but very unceremoniously removed the word "Tai" and called him Jiang Gong.

As the venerable of the water tribe, Jiang Taigong naturally has a city that matches his status and status, and his dissatisfaction with Mrs. Diyi will not appear on his perfectly smiling face. However, while he was sitting precariously, a thought in his heart couldn't help but pop up:

"It's just an abandoned woman who was tired of being played by Helan Gong and sent out of the house, in front of the old man, what do you have to be proud of?"

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The stone road leading to the high place of Mangshan Plain is dark.

It is best to light a fire when walking at night, not only to illuminate the road ahead, but also to expel the ghosts hidden in the darkness.

Wei Ye didn't need to ignite the fire, the magic sword Tao Qianjin that he personally cultivated was a fire sword that slashed demons and destroyed evil. And in the eyes of the local monsters, the Venerable of the Cold Forest, who has high mana, was killed by this magic sword that urged the true fire to be killed.

On the stone path, those newly-human-shaped monsters hurriedly fled towards the remote part of the stone path, and no one dared to block the way of this pedestrian, and they ended up like the Venerable Samoro of the Cold Forest. Those monsters who had not yet shed their beast form and had just opened their minds smelled the fresh smell of human flesh and wanted to pounce on them to taste the taste, but they didn't need Wei Ye to make a move, and this kind of goods were dispersed by the half-headed Tuo Yi tin staff.

These mountain spirits and wild monsters claim to be under the jurisdiction of Mrs. Diyi, but they don't have much real loyalty to this earth god lady.

In the same way, Lady Diyi does not necessarily regard these peripheral monsters as her subordinates. If it is said that between ghosts and gods, there are often many princes, then in the feudal kingdom of each ghost and god, the monsters are like semi-independent vassals and small squires with a lot of autonomy.

These monsters who are attached to Mrs. Diyi are just like vassals who are attached to the princes, paying some offerings, following the princes as servant soldiers, or being competent, but if you really want these servant troops to fight to the death for Lady Diyi, it would be too beautiful to think.

Wei Ye carried the peach Qianjin, with the Liujia arrow in his sleeve, the peach Qianjin was refined into a weapon with the Dongyang Sword Blessing, and the Liujia Arrow was specially blessed with the mana of the Dongyang Sword Zhu, although compared to the lethality, it is not as suitable for attacking the city and plundering the land and carrying out terrorist attacks as the Mixed Yuan Ruyi Stone, but it is the best weapon for killing demons. At this moment, the sword is not stained with blood, the arrow is not soul-snatching, Wei Ye is guarded by a half-headed Tuo, a foreign magic monk who practices Buddhism heresy, and it seems that he doesn't need to make a move, but he has a cinnabar incense pill in his mouth, and the tip of his tongue feels the sweet and cold taste unique to cinnabar, and his whole body is extremely vigilant.

"Those little demons don't matter, the key is to pay attention to the Rakshasa ghost army under the command of Lady Diyi. ”

Because of the elixir in his mouth, the immortal warlock's voice was a little muffled. But there was a more muffled voice, sounding in front of the stone path:

"Jiri Mansion, I don't have to ...... Don't get into ......"